Cnote - Know Who to Call lyrics

[H.A.W.K.] This is for my thugs on dubs, with them ten karat stubs And my women, looking for love Girl what's up, let a n***a bu*ter you up Rub on your bu*t, then get deep in your guts I bust my nut, now it's time to go Hook up with my n***as, and smoke some dro Gotta go gotta go, cause I'm on a prowl And I need a lil' rest, for my next booty call I'm balling y'all, that's why they calling y'all And the V12 engine, ain't stalling y'all Just watch and peep me, H.A.W.K. is so-so sneaky And all the chicks know, that I'm so-so freaky I do this weekly, but I keep it on the under If you wanna hook up, just dial my number I layed the lumber, so come on with it If you want good s**, just dial my digits [Hook] This is for my thugs, that love to ball When it's time to get dirty, ain't scared to brawl And your car shined up, rims three feet tall When you run out of dro, you know who to call This is for my gals, that love the mall In them six inch heels, looking six feet tall Big breasts big legs, and the waist be small When you need good s**, you know who to call [C-Note] You know who to call, C-Note off the heezy Blowing big k**, with my n***a D-Reezy Wrists looking freezy, chick looking freaky Told the girl some'ing like T.I., be easy Mashed on the gas, smashed on the a** Chick told me f** her slow, but I f**ed her fast Man it couldn't last, now I'm out the do' n***a know who to call, when it's time to sco' n***a test hit a lick, and he back for mo' Gotta move these bricks, push 'em out the do' See me, with the thingy on Holloway And it's some'ing like Chingy, one call away For the summer, these b**hes yeah they like to stalk But I'm chilling with my broad, like my n***a Big H.A.W.K Look at here playa, cases don't talk And you say you want it soft, well keep running your mouth [Hook] [D-Red] Holla at me baby, good green baby You off the heez' baby, it's D-Re' baby Ay yo I'm ten toes in the game, repping the block Packing my Glock, rims'll stop hoes'll bop Why not and rock, with a G like me Why not, rhyme for a G like me Cause I got to get it, cause my habit so superb dog I got to get it man, f** what you heard dog And bring the fame boy, what you lame boy Are you insane boy, man I got them thangs boy Your baby need love, from a G but don't sweat it And the goddess that I put in her brain, that brought me the feddy now Pop the bottle cuz, I'm getting back rubs All night long plan, me some bubble suds G's up pimps up, haters down n***a Watch your mouth, while you waiting on the clown n***a [Hook - 2x] (*talking*) H.A.Dub-K baby, the incredible Thug Dirt, we hit 'em where it hurt baby Pull up your skirt baby, you know how we do it down here baby This the South, we put it in your mouth baby This how we do it, we love to ball baby You know who to call, H.A.Dub-Thug Dirt we representing